Chapter 147 The Origin of God

At the Apollo Palace, Pope Paul II read aloud carefully with a book made of pure gold.

The Pope's voice was very bright, and his voice was echoed everywhere in the hall, but if he was outside the Apollo Palace, he could hear nothing.

"When the faith in the plane collapses completely, God will abandon the plane."

"The plane abandoned by God has only two endings, turning into ashes in the fire, or turning into abandoned land."

"The plane that turns into ashes will be rebuilt by God, and new intelligent creatures will be born, and new faiths will be established."

"The plane that becomes an abandoned land will become a paradise for undead creatures until..."

After reading this, Paul's voice suddenly paused. He stared at the page of the Golden Book, trying to see something, but there was no text on the page.

"Hey... I can only see this in my lifetime?" Paul sighed and slowly closed the golden book.

On the cover of the golden book, there are four big characters written - the Origin of God!

The moment the book was closed, all the pages disappeared, and this was no longer a book, but a square piece of gold.

"Supreme God, please give me some more instructions!" Paul looked at the statue of the Supreme God in the center of the hall, his eyes full of desire.

"Ding..." A crisp ringtone rang, and Paul's personal priest walked in.

"Your Majesty, the bishops have arrived." The priest lowered his head and dared to look at his feet.

"I know, I'll go right away." His voice was weak, like a stalemate.

In the conference room, all the twelve archbishops in the cardinal were here, and together with Duke of Ultraland, the leader of Adams of the Holy Knights, the chief magician Binger and others, more than twenty people sat on both sides of a long table.

Although there are many people, their expressions are very serious, and they sigh, and no one speaks, and the scene is extremely depressing.

Although Adams was a leader and under his command of the most important armed force of the Church of Light, he did not have his seat in front of the Archbishop in the Cardinal.

Adams stood behind Gonzalez with his head down, his right leg trembling slightly, trying to maintain a good balance in his body, but his body still couldn't control his slight shaking.

During the Battle of Hukou Pass, Adams led the Knights of the Shrine to break through, and was besieged by more than 30 golden skeletons. Thirteen parts of his body were injured, and the calf bone on his right leg was also broken. Although he had been treated by the priest, he still felt a little painful now.

It has been more than a hundred years since the Church of Light suffered such a major blow for the first time. Everyone knows in their hearts that a great storm is coming.

The dignity of the Church of Light is not allowed to be blasphemed by anyone.

"Why is the atmosphere so depressing?" An old voice came. Pope Paul II walked out from behind the screen in casual clothes and sat in the chief seat: "You have not met each other for a long time, why don't you chat and share your experience in preaching and preaching?"

Still no one spoke, people looked at the Pope with strange eyes.

In their hearts, the Pope would be furious and yelled and walked out. However, they did not expect that the Pope was not angry, but was happy and even wore a casual outfit.

The Pope's casual clothes mean that what is going to be discussed next is not important. It is not so much an important meeting, but rather a few old friends gathered together to chat with each other.

"Your Majesty! I..." Gonzalez stood up and said with a sad expression: "Gonzalez is incompetent, which has caused a significant loss of the reputation of my church. I beg your Majesty to punish me."

"Why punish you?" The pope smiled and waved his hand, signaling Gonzalez to sit down.

"Because I underestimated the enemy and made the attack on Hukou Pass fail." The more kind the Pope was, the more nervous Gonzalez was. Not only did he dare not do it, but cold sweat came out.

"Under the enemy from advancing?" The Pope shook his head: "The 80,000 army, including more than 5,000 high-level warriors above level 10, more than 500 magicians, two magicians, and one great sword master. Such a powerful army attacks a broken city wall with less than 20,000 people defending. Is this also underestimating the enemy from advancing?"

According to this logic, it is indeed not considered underestimating the enemy, but the key issue is that the battle failed, and only more than 3,000 people came back.

"If you want to hold the responsibility accountable, I should be the one who is responsible most, not you." The Pope said calmly: "Mr. Gonzalez, I already know everything that happened. Your command is not wrong. It is because the enemy is too strong. It is because I underestimated the strength of the demon!"

"Thank you for your compassion!" Gonzalez was so moved that he almost cried.

"But I'm not satisfied with all of you!" Suddenly, Pope Paul stood up, his kind and kind face disappeared, replaced by an angry hideous ferocity: "One failure makes you so depressed, your concentration is too fragile, right?"

The rest of the Cardinal archbishops were trembling in fear, wondering why the pope suddenly got angry at them.

The battle is commanded by Gonzalez, and Gonzalez should be given severe punishment instead of transferring his anger to others.

Pope Paul II's cold eyes swept across the twelve archbishops in the clothes one by one: "For more than one hundred and ten years, we have been lying on the merit book of our ancestors to enjoy a blessing. Our will is slowly lost over time. A small setback makes you become like this. Why is the Supreme God still assured to hand over more important tasks to you?"

"More than a hundred years ago, our army of Light Church went south, sweeping over a dozen countries in the south, overthrowing the statue of the goddess of nature worshipped by pagans. At that time, we were invincible and strong." The Pope's voice calmed a little: "In the development history of our Light Church for more than 5,000 years, there are countless battles of all sizes, only records, one with more than one million deaths, one with more than 500,000 deaths, and one with more than 328 deaths."

"Every time the battle failed, our ancestors were not discouraged, nor were they depressed, but cheered up and prepared for the next battle. This is the real reason why our Light Church has lasted for more than 5,000 years. Otherwise, it would not be our Light Church that ruled the Light Continent, but the Goddess of Nature."

"The Battle of Hukou Pass failed, but our Church of Light did not fail. This failure came well, and it came in time!" The Pope said earnestly: "There should be a failure to make everyone here wake up. The evil forces are still very powerful, and you still need to work hard!"

Everyone started to sweat on their foreheads. Although the Pope said this, although he was suspected of shirking the responsibility for defeat, what he said really resonated in the hearts of these senior officials of the Church of Light.

The comfortable life has been too long, and they have indeed faded as the Pope said. They are unwilling, or even dare not face war, because war is very dangerous and will destroy their comfortable life.

Not long ago, the Pope issued a jihad order, with the main purpose of eliminating pagans in various dioceses. These archbishops did not take it seriously. They just followed the orders of the Holy See and arrested some people in full and sent them to the Cathedral of Light to complete the task.

No one has ever thought seriously about why Pope Paul II did this.

"Praise the Supreme God!" The Cardinal Archbishop Horns of the 11th Diocese stood up and said flatteringly: "After listening to your Majesty's words, I suddenly realized. The comfortable life has indeed made me fallen. We will remember your Majesty's teachings, carefully understand the spirit of holy war, and manage the diocese we are responsible for better."

"Praise the Supreme God!" Another archbishop in the cardinal also stood up and spoke: "There are currently 40,000 knights and 150,000 soldiers in the diocese. For the light of the Supreme God to shine on the earth, I am willing to lead my men to fight against the evil Hanovi."

When one person started, the others immediately responded enthusiastically, expressing their willingness to send troops to attack the evil Hannovi.

Looking at the chaotic crowd, Pope Paul II was indifferent and actually closed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep.

Slowly, people noticed the Pope's appearance, stopped arguing, and looked at the Pope for no reason.

"I have issued a statement that I am willing to preside over the coronation ceremony for the new king of Hanover Kingdom in the Cathedral of Light." The pope's voice was weak, as if he was talking to himself, but it was tantamount to the archbishop's ears.

Everyone knows this statement, but this detail was ignored during the discussion just now.

The Pope declared in the name of the church that he was willing to hold a coronation ceremony for Imadnagur, which was equivalent to a disguised recognition of King Imadnagur's identity. So, is Hannovi still an evil country and still need to be attacked?

Just when everyone was at a loss, the Pope said: "His Majesty King Imadnagur was hostage by evil thunderstorms and had to join the evil camp temporarily. We should rescue him, not attack him!"

Only then did people realize that it was just an error in expression.

Whether it is rescue or attack, force is required, but rescue will gain a moral foothold.

After all, the Church of Light is just a theocracy, not a country!

After understanding this truth, everyone immediately changed their attitudes. It seemed that they all suddenly became Imadnagur's good friends. Seeing Imad being controlled by the evil thunderstorm, they were filled with indignation and must rescue Imadnagur from the fire and water.

"Oh... It's a pity that we have lost the Holy Maiden of Light, otherwise we only need a few angels to solve the problem." Magister Binger once participated in the Battle of Hukou Pass. He knew that there were many super strong men on the other side, so he sighed.

"Without the Holy Maiden of Light, can't the angel come?" The pope smiled slightly: "What the angel needs is not the Holy Maiden of Light, but the origin of God!"

"The Origin of God!"
Chapter completed!